After my short encounter with Andrew, I followed dad into his office. When we were finally alone, he walked up to me and stretched his hands for a handshake.
"Congratulations Mrs. Dyson on your smooth entry into this prestigious company." I stared at his stretched out hand and chuckled softly. Why is he being so formal with me?
"Seriously dad??" I muttered in between my laughter.
"Dad?? We're at a working place so it's Mr. Dyson to you." He corrected as he tried to put on a stern face.
It sounded so funny to me but I decided to respect his wishes because Dad is someone that you could term too upright.
"Thank you Mr. Dyson for the warm welcome." I answered as I returned his handshake.
"Much better. Now, take a seat." He offered as he sat back on his chair. I sat down on the seat he of
